Page 105 of Not My Type
“This yuh love wear,” she chuckles and I smile sweetly.
“It mi love see har inna,” Sash chimes in.
“So Nickoi yuh nah come out?” Mama questions and I watch as her face falls when he says no.
“No sah mi have some things fi deal with,” he tells her. The thought of asking him what he’s going to deal with comes to my mind but I refrain from it.
“Nickoi call me when yuh reach home,” I say instead and he kisses me briefly.
My face flushes because Mama is right here. Jeez Nickoi nuh care about nothing. He asked if it was gonna be a secret and yuh seh no, sooo ...
“Jeez mi wah be Zara and have a Nick too!” Sash exclaims. This ya gyal ya mon... Sash mad enuh.
Mama laughs. “God bless you two.” Aww. Nickoi’s smile is so pure and so pleasing to look at.
“Unuh take care zeen... tomorrow,” he says and I slowly get out of the car. When I turn, I close his door softly, eyes fixed on him.
“Tomorrow mi G,” Sash smiles and Mama waves and says. “Alright tek care mi bwoy,” he nods and meet my gaze. Awww.
“Be safe Nickoi,” my voice low, then he blushes when I say. “Promise me?” He stares in my eyes. Silent for a few seconds. Pensive.
“Doh wah lie to yuh... but m o’ try,” I didn’t even realize my fingers gripping his. I step back. We stare a little while longer then he drives off. I pray for him quietly.
The Next Day
With my stomach flat on my bed, my laptop in front of me. I smile sweetly at my professor’s kind words.
“We’re almost there so congrats to you all. The journey has been rough but you guys did it. Now there’s only two months left before you graduate.” We’re on a zoom meeting with the other trainee teachers.
When I was a little girl, every time someone came up to me and askedme what I wanted to be, I’d always tell them a teacher. I loved the idea of having control of a
class and watch them grow. Not only that, but I admired how the teachers dressed so I’d wear my mother’s clothes and imitate the teachers even though the clothes were too big and they were swallowing me. I remember how often my ankles were
sprained due to me modeling her heels. Now I’m almost there. In just two months I’ll graduate from college and start my dream career. Awww, Big up God!
One thing mi know is that dreams really do come through when you put in quality work. It nuh matter weh yah come from because life was never easy for me especially with a father like Henry. Facts!
I’m dragged from my thoughts when the door opens. “You in class?” Sash whispers looking at my laptop screen.
“Yes just a meeting,” I tell her.
“Oh,” she yawns and rest her hand on her waist.
“What’s up though?” I ask and she sits beside me.
“Gavin find a girlfriend enuh,” she says in a sarcastic tone and I know where this is heading.
“Good for him,” I simply say, hoping that she doesn’t go any further. She breathes, throwing herself on my bed.
“Mi did feel seh a wah man him would a have,” she continues. If she chat har own brother so wah she do with me?
“Stop... mi nuh wah hear nutt’n about Gavin’s life,” I say and she looks at me.
“Mi not even did know seh unuh could a stop chat,” she half laughs.
I shrug. “People change and things happen.”
“Him seh him nah chat to yuh back enuh, but mi affi a wonder if a him want eh bwoy,” Sash mix up enuh. Mi hope that’s not the case though.
